Chapter 895： 1 stone 2 birds

The sharp ice thorns and the carrier's cold wind whizzed away, directly suppressing the fire output of Bucky and his party.

Opportunity, Steve standing behind Natasha rushed towards them.

"Natasha covered me, Dimon, and helped me attract firepower!"

"Roger that."

"no problem."

I heard that Natasha suddenly increased her firepower output, but because Bucky was behind them, there were many people hiding inside, so she did n’t dare to go too far, and she needed to control the design scope, otherwise the ice spikes would not last Eyes, she is also unable to control the icicle rotation, which is very easy to cause no injury.

Dimon on the other side quickly climbed up from the ground after listening: "That you! Go evacuate the crowd, hurry!"

The fat police officer nodded and quickly led the people out of the cafe carefully, moving to a safer place.

Dimon picked up the shield and ran to Bucky with Steve.

The two loaves were added with firepower, and the group of killers suddenly became confused.

"what should we do?"

Bucky looked calmly on both sides, picked up a corpse on the ground before him, and ran quickly to the marble column next to the vehicle. Several ice thorns penetrated the corpse, but did not cause any harm to him. .

Before Natasha failed to slow down, Bucky turned to reach out and pulled the trigger in his hand.

"Wave ~ woo ~"

"Caution grenade"

"Boom!" A violent explosion of smoke shrouded Natasha in an instant, and numerous ice chips flew out of the smoke.

A broken and heavy ice wall blocked the shells, but Natasha's repressive offensive suddenly vanished into nothingness.

The killers who got a breath of breath immediately ran out to shoot the fire snake against Steve and Dimon in the charge.

The most extreme thing is that one of them came out of the car, carrying a box of ammunition in his back, carrying a single soldier Gatling, and standing on the roof of the car.

"That person gives it to you!" The two m4a1 killers turned their guns at the unarmed Steve, and the man holding Gatlin turned halfway, snapping at Dimon running on the street. trigger.

"Buzz ~ Da Da Da Da Da!"

Guns sounded like roaring noises, and numerous tracer bullets were pulled in a straight line in the rain of gunfire.

Dimon, who had been preparing for the impact for a long time, immediately lifted the shield, raking his body behind most of the body, while leaning forward and running forward with a head sprint.

In this way, because the killer is standing on the car, the terrain is higher, our side is shorter on the ground, plus the tilt of the posture, the killer's shooting angle has reached a very high limit, it is difficult to shoot Dimon's leg.

In the eyes, there is nothing but the shield and the elbows that are a little more exposed at the edge of the shield, and the feet that move under the shield one after another.

Not to mention that Dimon is still running slightly inclined / line, it is very difficult to know that a person can control Gatling by himself. It is even more difficult to aim at someone who is telling the running. At this time, he also wants Gatling to achieve The purpose of precision shooting is really a bit difficult for strong people.

If the killer really presses the gun sharply, aiming at the front of the running route, Dimon will lose the pressure to withstand the fire. At this time, he only needs to turn immediately, and the killer will no longer have the opportunity to aim.

In fact, Dimon was also a little puzzled at this time. As an army fan, he knew that Gatling was powerful, so he didn't have a big support, his muscles were tight, and he was struggling with low-level bullet rain.

But when countless sparks wiped off the shield, why didn't you feel so much? It's completely different from what you think!

It's totally different from the experience with howitzer. This shield is so easy to use?

Just as Dimon charged, Steve quickly approached across the street. When the two gunmen shot at him, a ball of water polo that had been behind his **** immediately ran to him and turned into a layer of one-off. The round shield blocked several bullets.

Taking this opportunity, Steve finally ran across the street, where there was a row of bunkers with marble columns, their suppression of Steve was basically useless, and Natasha also slowed down to continue to use ice cream storm.

Bucky, who was loaded again, just leaned forward to aim, and suddenly a hand extended to push the muzzle.

"Wave ~" A grenade suddenly dragged its tail smoke into the sky.

"This" Steve looked dumbfounded at the disappearance of the grenade, which was different from what he thought.

But there was no time for him to think about the safety of others. Bucky made a fist and hit his forehead. He lifted m4a1 in his hand. He was about to shoot, but Steve, who turned over and kicked, flew.

"It's over!"

Bucky ignored Steve's shouts and slammed his hands into a fist.

At the same time, on another street on the corner of the commercial street.

Four or five thick ‘police special vehicles’ drove sirens and drove quickly, with the first car in the back seat, without a word, and eyes covered with haze.

He glanced sideways at his new arm and clenched his fists. He was still not quite used to it, but this did not affect his murder.

It's just a pity that the idiot 'Winter Soldier' ​​didn't assassinate at all, Gao Washington was in high spirits, now that the real police and reporters are coming, Pierce still restrains himself.

"damn it"

"Whew" suddenly ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He raised his head with a very familiar roar.

"Boom !!!" The warhead hit the appearance in front of the vehicle. The explosive blaze blasted the vehicle in an instant, and rolled onto the lawn beside the street. The second car rushed into the fire directly because of the dodge. , Roll over again.

one stone two bird.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Get off! Build a line of defense, hurry up!"

Several cars stopped immediately, dozens of black soldiers ran down from inside to look for enemies, and several quickly ran to check the wounded.

Among them, in the last car, there were just three in the five-person compartment. The man in the corner suddenly pulled the fourth place back, and a sharp dagger appeared in his hand, which was inserted directly into his neck.

"Block! Are you okay? Brock?" The deputy captain rushed to the smoky car before approaching. A metal arm slammed the twisted door, and **** Brock crawled from inside. When it came out, it was like a evil spirit crawling out of hell.

"Kill him, kill them!"

"Well ~" The people on alert suddenly heard a sound of engine sound, and then a black special vehicle swooped out.

"Wait! Who is that ?!"

"Damn, stop him! Hurry!"

The soldier sitting in the driver's seat drove while taking off his helmet with his backhand, revealing a beautiful face.

It was Fury's arm, senior agent Hill.

"Sir, I saw them."

"Pick them back."

"Observe, sir."